Walking back from the pool on those days, after having swum, with the gardens and trees in full burst, the sun on the footpath, I felt something – my body as my own, strong and tan, which could be anything I wanted it to be, so long as I worked hard enough. And I felt myself in an instant, the world opening up as if through a great funnel, going from my feet to the leaves to the sky above. In those moments I thought nothing, or if I thought at all it was unnameable. These moments never lasted; they were gone as quickly as they had come, so quickly I could never be sure that they had even
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